Erotic Short Stories E-Book

Silkfairy

• Herausgeber: Books on Demand
• Kategorie: Gesellschafts- und Liebesromane
• Serie: The Silkfairy Stories
• Sprache: Englisch

Seitenzahl: 24

Veröffentlichungsjahr: 2016

Beschreibung

Alaska - Evening Pearls - Shadowman - The Wolf

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Table of Contents

Alaska

Evening Pearls

Shadowman

The Wolf

Alaska

He stood there, eyes closed, deeply taking in the icy freshness of the damp mountain ridge that was ready to be taken like the cleavage of a woman, calling, a snowy path winding upwards like her long legs clinging to the massive intensity of the dark Alaskan sky, hanging deeply over her body, in intense, powerful movements, pushing, snowdunes shifting, giving her a different appearance now, her wide breasts almost pressed down, adapting to the rhythm of that snowstorm that was moulding her, towering over her, taking her, penetrating her till the moment of bizarre surprise, then she would let go, the winding path disappearing, overshadowed by desire and rapture, yielding, until the skies fell down on her, melting into her, letting her mountain explode into it, till his spirit cried out, pressing his loins deep down into the fantastic formation of hills and valleys, ever changing, and yet so eternal.

The man stopped, looked up, and smiled to himself, laughing out loud to the daydream that had brushed his clear thoughts, that used to function, to focus, and were trained to survive in the whites of the virginal polar desert, where no such dreams were allowed in the view of the next storm that was announcing itself by that brittleness of glassy air, biting his face and making his tense body shiver. Why did he set out for this adventure, what was he to encounter, wasn’t it too much to take, so far away from home. He stretched out his arms, opened his mouth and let out a resolute yell that resulted from that ultimate human urge to make that woman his own, taking her away from that panting snowstorm that whipped over her body in raging clouds now, the white of her rounded breasts now glistening with the spume of a heavenly rampant whim to defeat her in gushes of icy cascades, filling every opening of her outstretched body, her silhouette now hardly visible but like a flaming blurred shadow against the falling red and golden sun. He could feel the stifling cold breath of the other while he hurried to get closer to that singing voice he could make out from under the constant pumping of the towering snowmasses, now ready to ejaculate their seed into the huge crater that to him seemed like the open vagina of a woman, helpless, yet at the same time praying in readiness for that wild male possessive urge that would make her forever his.